The Game Touches Reality

"What's the matter, my dear? Is it something different to make people like this?"

Amado tremblingly said, "Don't use her body to say such things."

"Hehe, what are you talking about? This body is already mine, including everything about her, abilities, pain, and even the beautiful memories between you. Oh, speaking of it, your abilities are really powerful. It seems that See it in person. Oh, I forgot, I have seen it in person countless times."

"Shut up!" Amado burst out his magic power suddenly, and the room was chaotic by the magic power. His hand stopped at Isabella's neck, but he held it gently.

"No, say these disgusting words in her voice."

Amado's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Angel (the controlled Isabella was later called Angel).

Angel didn’t care about the hand on her neck at all. She smiled and said, “Even if I say it, what can you do with me? Kill me? Or humiliate me, or, ah, torture. Think about this sensitive one. I can’t help getting excited about his body."

"You!" Amado looked at the flushed Angel, the familiar face. The trembling hand touched the slippery skin, and the familiar touch made him lose consciousness.

Finally, he let go of his hand. The whole person calmed down.

"What to do, you will leave."

Angel looked at her wrist and twisted her body charmingly and said, "Are you trying to untie it for communication? Or do you really like this game. It doesn't matter, I'm not like her, I don't have to suppress myself."

"Do you think I really can't move you?"

Angel smiled and said: "Then move. But I am looking forward to it."

Amado's pupils shrank suddenly, and his left hand covered Angel's face. In an instant, all the hairs on Angel's whole body stood up, which was due to the fear in the biological instinct.

"Death? No, death is not what I fear for a long time. What is it? Why is it darker than my power, it is suffocating. What kind of power is this?"

Amado's power was released, and Angel immediately felt that he had fallen into a deep pool. The icy water poured in from the various holes, completely filling the body.

Angel did not struggle, she knew this feeling very well. That is an inevitable process of going deep into consciousness. In other words, Amado directly drove her into Isabella's spiritual sea.

Angell chuckled and said, "Do you think she can come out if you suppress my consciousness? You underestimate me."

Angel took control of his body again and landed smoothly in front of a palace. That palace is where Isabella sleeps, and it is also the safest area in her own consciousness.

"It's rare to come here, what is better to play? Isabella? Oh, you might want to know about your husband. Don't worry, he has escaped. And, very heroically killed the enemy in the city. Hum, guess what, what else does he do to your body now? Oh, I forgot, it’s my body now. It seems that you have never satisfied him."

Under Angel's words, the original magnificent palace gradually appeared cracks, accompanied by vibrations. This is caused by Isabella's loss of consciousness.

Angel licked his lips, looking expectantly at the palace in front of him. As long as Isabella's consciousness can be swallowed completely, then she will completely get this body.

Suddenly, Angel's expression changed wildly, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, barely avoiding the attack behind him. Before she got up, the feeling of danger came again.

Angel dodged to the side, but did not completely avoid the attack. The sharp blade cut Angel's body in half. The small part dissipates directly and merges into the sea of ​​spirit. The big part was restored to its original appearance, but his face was very pale and looked a little weak.

"Why are you here!"

Angel looked at Amado in front of him, panicked. The attack just now is not difficult to see that if you die here, you will definitely become a nourishment here, and you will die completely. Although only a clone, he still has the desire to live. Not afraid of death, just want to continue playing.

Amado didn't even look at Angel, but looked at Isabella's sleeping palace tenderly.

"Sasha, stop being tempted. Come out with me."

The palace trembled again, but the walls that had become dilapidated once again became a luxurious image.

Angel laughed and said: "You came to save her, but she closed her heart even more. Hahaha, funny, so funny. It seems that even if I die, she won't leave here. You can do this How many times do you use it? Once or twice? I can feel that your existence is not stable, and you are being rejected by her. Interesting, it’s so interesting.”

Amado said softly: "Wait for me here, I will pick you up right away."

Turning around, Amado looked at Angel blankly.

Angel raised his hands mockingly: "Come on, kill me. Then, say goodbye to your wife. The mental power you consume in this sea of ​​souls is not low. When I die, I become this Nourishment of space, you will never have a chance to come back. Puff, what's the use of saying so much. For your wife, it consumes a lot of your own mental power. Can you still stop the abyss outside the city? Perhaps, the abyss now has broken through the broken city gate. Hahaha."

Amado raised the sword and said calmly: "Perhaps you are right, but one thing must be wrong. In the abyss, there is no action at all. I have plenty of time to rescue my wife."

Angel's smile froze, the first thought was impossible, of course, it was also her last thought. Amado has split her head apart, turned it into the purest spiritual power, and integrated it into the sea of ​​spirit.

After doing this, Amado panted slightly, put away his weapons, and sat cross-legged outside the palace gate.

Looking at the magnificent palace in front of him, Amado smiled and said, "You still like bright places so much. So, why hide in this little dark room? Remember? When we first met, I think now Thinking, I was really naive back then..."

Amado just talked about the good memories of the past quietly, and the body gradually separated under the repulsion of space. But he was young and very happy, the palace gate in front of him was already full of cracks.

As Amado was cautious about the last head, his consciousness gradually blurred. There was a faintly broken voice, and a warm embrace.

In reality, Amado opened his eyes, and in front of him was a pair of eyes like a bay of water.

"Sorry, I worried you."

Tears were left at the corner of Amado's eyes, and he said tremblingly, "Welcome back, Sasha."